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I have a recurring dream although not lately. It spans years of my life. I usually start out running in a field. The runnig becomes glidding close to the ground. Then up to the tree tops. From there to just over tall buildings. Over the years I have learned to control the dream...as long as I stay below the clouds. Once I get above the clouds, all hell breaks loose. My speed increases. I have looked back at the earth and watched it grow smaller. I watched the moon rush by. I never know what happens after warp speed because by then I am so frightened that I will myself awake.... If I stay below the clouds ...all is fine. I once grabbed some leaves off the top of a tree so I could prove to myself that it really happened. When I woke I swear I watch them dissolve in my hands!
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